Kalai
I glared at the other two shifters, trying to ignore the dark-skinned stranger and his keeper. The least I could do for now was to know who ordered these idiots to do such a cruel thing.
One of them opened his mouth to speak while I shook the blood from my sword, but my eyes were on him.
“S-she said… she was ordered b-by the D-Drakkon King to h-have some fun,” he stuttered in a shaky voice.
I was shocked when I heard it. The Drakkon King put them up to do this? What kind of sick shifter was he to have some fun out of the ketzui using the real eggs? That Drakkon King was really testing my patience! First was his scribbling on my palace wall, sending me such a threat, and now this?
I was ab
